In the next two days, Chen Huaiqing got the motorcycle Zhang Hong wanted, and he had 1,200 yuan in his hand.

One night, Chen Huaiqing went to Zhang Hong's shop and ordered some dishes, bought a few bottles of beer, and had dinner with Xiao Weidong at home.

The two discussed it and found that Chen Huaiqing still had some motorcycle parts left at home, which were counted as two hundred yuan. Chen Huaiqing contributed eight hundred and Xiao Weidong contributed one thousand to start the business.

Chen Huaiqing made a list for Xiao Weidong and asked him to go to the maintenance department to purchase goods.

For the time being, we still can't let the factory notice that they are assembling cars.

Chen Huaiqing warned: "We cannot let the factory know about our car assembly. Otherwise, we can't tell what the factory's attitude will be."

Xiao Weidong also knew the importance: "I know this. When I went to get the parts, I said someone asked me to get them."

If the factory knew about it and refused to sell parts to them, wouldn't it directly cut off the money source?

So, keep a low profile now and don't get into trouble.

In addition, Chen Huaiqing and Xiao Weidong also made a division of labor. Chen Huaiqing was responsible for assembling motorcycles, and Xiao Weidong was responsible for getting parts from the maintenance department and selling motorcycles.

Xiao Weidong was very happy with this. He was already good at dealing with people. Otherwise, how could he have friends all over Yuzhou?

In addition to being responsible for assembly, Chen Huaiqing also has to be responsible for accounting. Now that the two of them are starting a business together, everything needs to be clear.

If you want a long-term cooperation, you must ensure that neither party suffers.

If you suffer a loss once, it may be nothing, but if you always feel that you have suffered a loss, then there must be something wrong.

Therefore, it is important to have clear accounts.

On the second day, Xiao Weidong directly asked for leave and did not go to work. Chen Huaiqing went to work, but well, before noon, he directly asked for leave.

Lao Huang is very dissatisfied with this. Now when the factory is busy with production, he always asks for leave. Doesn't this affect production?

When Chen Huaiqing returned home, Xiao Weidong and a middle-aged man were moving things into the house, all of which were parts bought from Jialin Maintenance Department.

Xiao Weidong gave the money to the tricycle master: "Thank you, master!"

"It's okay. If you need to use the car in the future, come find me!"

"must!"

Xiao Weidong: "How about it, let's do it now!"

Chen Huaiqing locked the door panel, not wanting the outside to see what they were doing.

Of course, the door panels are not all plugged in, but some are left so that individuals can enter and exit.

Isn’t it suspicious that someone has the door closed?

If you leave it to the small door, no one will care.

Normally, no one else comes to Chen Huaiqing's place.

In Yuzhou, Chen Huaiqing had no relatives.

"You are responsible for assembling the engine, and I will assemble the body."

"OK."

The two of them worked together very quickly.

By evening, a motorcycle was assembled.

This motorcycle uses all new parts, also known as original parts, so it is naturally exactly the same as the motorcycle produced by Jialin Factory.

Xiao Weidong: "This car needs to be sold for a thousand and a half."

Chen Huaiqing said with a smile: "Don't think about how much it will cost. Wash your hands first. I'll go get food and fill my stomach."

Zhang Hong brought the meal over and was a little surprised to see the brand new motorcycle in the room.

"Xiao Chen, your car looks great!"

Chen Huaiqing understood what Zhang Hong meant: "The price is also expensive, one thousand and eighty yuan!"

Zhang Hong thought it was only a few hundred yuan: "Oh, it's so expensive!"

"Sister Zhang, do you want to have another fight?"

Zhang Hong waved her hands and said: "Forget it, we are riding pretty well now."

The motorcycle I bought from Chen Huaiqing rides quite well. Several people tried it and they all said it was a good purchase for 700 yuan.

After Xiao Weidong waited for Zhang Hong to leave, he asked: "Is it really sold for one thousand and eighty yuan?"

"The motorcycles in the factory only sell for 1,600 yuan. We don't need tickets and we don't have to wait. Why do we sell them for 1,800 yuan?"

That seems to make sense!

Nowadays, the motorcycles produced by Jialin Factory are in short supply. In order to buy a motorcycle, you have to find connections to get it.

Even after many years, many older people still think in their minds that to buy something, you have to find connections.

In fact, it is an inherent impression formed in the 1980s and 1990s.

"Okay, then I'll go and ask if anyone wants the thousand and eight dollars."

Chen Huaiqing: "If we really can't sell it at this price, we will sell it at the same price as the factory."

"Someone should buy one thousand and eighty!"

If it can sell for 1,800 yuan, it will naturally have to be sold for that much.

The more you earn, the more you earn.

This is not a small problem, it can easily cost you a month’s salary.

After eating, Xiao Weidong had no intention of going back, but stayed to continue assembling the engine.

Isn't this guy planning to sleep at home?

etc!

Fuck, in my memory, Chen Huaiqing and Xiao Weidong often sleep in the same bed...

Chen Huaiqing doesn't feel disgusted by letting a beautiful woman sleep on his own bed and use his own personal belongings, but he can let a man...

Anyway, Chen Huaiqing couldn't accept it.

The most important point is that the bedroom where Chen Huaiqing lives now no longer looks like the doghouse before.

In the past, Chen Huaiqing didn't clean up the house at all.

Clothes and so on were all piled right there.

There is no problem with stacking, but is it too much to pile washed and unwashed items together?

After his rebirth, Chen Huaiqing tidied up his home bit by bit and resolutely threw away the unnecessary things.

Nowadays, many families like to keep some unused things at home, thinking that they can be used one day.

As time goes by, it becomes much easier to let go.

"Sleep here tonight, I'll make your bed."

Xiao Weidong: "What kind of bed should I make? I'll just stay on your bed for one night."

Chen Huaiqing curled his lips and said: "You sleep and snore, I like to be quiet now."

Xiao Weidong was stunned for a moment, "Sir, I don't even dislike you when you say you don't snore when you sleep!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! There are three rooms upstairs, one Chen Huaiqing's bedroom, one guest room, and one that Chen Huaiqing used as a study.

Yes, just the study room.

After going upstairs, Chen Huaiqing closed the door of the study room so as not to let Xiao Weidong see it.

In the past, Chen Huaiqing was not a person who loved learning. He even wanted to sleep as soon as he picked up a book. Reading or something like that was definitely impossible.

Going to the guest room, Chen Huaiqing took out the cotton batting from the cabinet and spread a straw mat directly on it.

Yes, straw mat!

This thing is cheap. Chen Huaiqing bought it when he saw one for sale some time ago.

After washing, get ready for bed.

Xiao Weidong ran to Chen Huaiqing's house: "My dear, Chen Huaiqing, your house has changed too much. Isn't this a girl's house like yours?"

Chen Huaiqing's house is very simple, with just a bed, a bedside table, and a wardrobe.

For Chen Huaiqing, simplicity is beauty!

Chen Huaiqing: "You can go and have a look and then evaluate."

What's the girl's house like?

There are those who like to be tidy, and there are naturally those who don’t like tidying up.

In fact, it all depends on how your parents educate you.

"Okay, go back to the house and go to sleep. You have to find someone to buy a motorcycle tomorrow!"

Xiao Weidong: "Oh, yes, go to bed early and get up early tomorrow."

Chen Huaiqing shook his head, stood up, closed the door, and then locked it.

(I looked up the price of a CJ50 motorcycle in 1983 on the Internet. I couldn’t find any specific information. I found a piece of retrospective news that said it sold for one or two thousand in the early 1980s. I found a video uploaded in 2018 by an old man.
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